Sorry it's been a while since the last chapter. Been busy. Hope you enjoy the latest chapter and I will write the next one at some point soon. Please review as reviews are so gratifying and follow the story. Thanks.

Elsa ran. She would run as fast as she could, no matter how long it took, no matter what the pain, so long as she found Anna, so long as she got back to her sister. She followed the calls for help. She was hardly aware of the fact that Eugene was running beside her. She didn't care all that much. She had one aim: Anna. She had to get to Anna. Then she saw it: a small light source at the end of a curve in the tunnel network. She swerved around the corner without so much as slowing down. Anna! She needed to get to her sister! She began slowing as she got to the room. Eugene was panting by her side. She wanted to pant with him dearly but she didn't have time for panting. She pushed the door. She could hear them at the other side of the door.

"Anna!" Elsa cried. She ran into the room, hugging the bound figure of her sister. "Oh Anna, thank God. I thought I'd lost..."

Suddenly an instrument struck the back of her head and she fell on her back.

"What the...?" Eugene began.

Kristoff turned to face him as Eugene strode forward. Then there was a click.

"Touch him and you will get a bullet through your brain Fitzherbert!" a familiar voice instructed.

Eugene didn't turn. He knew what a gun barrel being pressed against the back of his head felt like. He knew the voice too. It was Georgina.

Kay entered the room from which he had seen light. The voice which spoke from it were familiar. The Snow Queen.

"Oh hiya Kay," she said happily, like a child who has noticed its friend at a party.

Kay looked around. First thing he noticed was the woman who spoke, then her audience. She appeared to be holding a sleeping child in her arms.

"Don't make too much noise Kay old dear," the Snow Queen advised. "Baby's sleeping."

Kay noticed something at that point: a gun, lying on a desk at the side. Then he heard the Snow Queens laughter, echoing against the mucky concrete walls.

"Go on then," she offered, "shoot me. Shoot me, but remember this: I have insurance!"

For a moment Kay was confused. Then he realised: the child in her arms was what she was referring to. To her it was nothing but insurance. If he so much as reached for that gun she would not hesitate to kill it.

"I did say about a child to Elsa didn't I?" she asked happily, clearly enjoying herself immensely. "You really should have been prepared for this Kay old dear. No? Tut tut tut Kay. Shame on you. You are going to let the child live by not killing me? How many more will I kill? Who knows? But I will certainly have fun doing it!"

Kay glanced longingly at the weapon, just out of his reach.

"You'll kill the child any way," Kay spat.

"Don't tell me what to do," the Snow Queen hissed. "So what's it going to be? Compassion for the child or greater good?" She grinned, waiting, expecting. Then a horrible howling laugh escaped her mouth like that of a savage animal. "Well this was a fun game wasn't it?" she sighed, walking over and snatching the gun from the desk. "But I'm bored of you now. Let's go and play with some one else baby."

Then BANG! She shot Kay in the head.

Elsa began to wake. Her vision was slowly returning, first as a fuzzy haze, then in full. The looked around desperately. Anna was beside her. But both of them were chained up. Then there was Eugene and another woman with shoulder length black hair; they looked utterly miserable. Anna watched as Elsa regained consciousness.

"Elsa, I'm sorry," she whispered.

"What for?" Elsa questioned, her eyes flickering.

Then she saw the Snow Queen and, by her side, Georgina. Both were grinning.

"Awake my lovely?" the Snow Queen asked mockingly.

"Where's Lilly?" Elsa demanded.

"Kinda dead," the Snow Queen sighed, "thanks to my lovely daughter here." She nodded to Georgina who smiled with the happiness of a student who has just received a golden sticker for their homework.

"I did good," Georgina said.

"Indeed you did," the Snow Queen confirmed, "but unfortunately your purpose is some what... you know... complete."

Georgina frowned. "What do you...?" Then again with a stare of terror. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice shaking.

"Well basically," the Snow Queen sighed, "you have three seconds to run and then I come and get you."

"What do you mean?"

"Three."

"Mother..."

"Two."

"Please!"

"Oh Georgina, I thought I taught you better than to try to plead with ME. Any way, one."

Georgina backed away but it wasn't enough. The Snow Queen fired a bolt of ice and suddenly Georgina was a statue of ice. Then, in a moment, she shattered into millions of shards.

"Oh no. She's dead. So sad. Never mind," the Snow Queen sighed. "Now, back to you lot."

"You MONSTER!" Rapunzel shouted. "Your own daughter!"

"You are quite right about the monster part," the Snow Queen confirmed, "but since you've figured that bit out I don't quite see why you're surprised by the second part."

The Snow Queen was holding a baby, still asleep. It belonged to one of the villagers in Arrendelle but she thought it might be useful in irritating her play things here. It had proved helpful in killing Kay and now, no doubt, it was unnerving for the prisoners.

"Now, you know that Lexethane stuff?" the Snow Queen asked, dipping her hands into her pockets. "I am afraid that whole idea is sort of ruined." Then, the two vials of Lexethane, essential to the plan, which the Snow Queen held in her grip, fell to the ground, shattering, the liquid spilling onto the concrete ground. "Oops, butter fingers," the Snow Queen laughed. "Now I recall sentencing the two lovbely ladies to permanent incarceration. The rest of you will have to join them without a trial I'm afraid. Bad luck. Hope you don't mind."

"Why are you doing this?" Elsa asked. "Why are you so CREUL?"

"Why am I the Snow Queen?" the Snow Queen asked. "Let me tell you the story. I am the Snow Queen... because it's fun."

With that she left them, slamming the metal door with a CLUNK as she left, her giggling growing into laughter, laughter which lingered in the room long after she was gone from it.

TO BE CONTINUED...